The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Ardil, the prince of the Kuruan Dragon Empire, was a prisoner.

When she left the Dragon Palace in the Imperial capital Ashleigh on the day of her departure, her mother Midia said:

"You don't have to do anything.I thought you were going on a trip, so be careful and go. "

He said that with a smile as usual, and repeatedly conveyed something with a harsh face to the familiar apprentices who were always in charge of guarding as the SS.

I didn't see what happened after that because I got on the hatch.The last time Ardil saw her mother's face was her rugged side.

On a cruise to the north, you arrive at Galileanin, enjoy a few days of sightseeing in the exotic lands with people close to you, and then you leave. From there, it was hell.

Ardil can ride a horse.I thought I was good at all kinds of arts and crafts, and it would be inferior to people who shoot arrows at rabbits and wolves while riding a horse, but I can do it without difficulty.

But it was a matter of hours of practice at best, and it didn't mean spending most of the day on saddles.When I was going away, I was using a poncho or a carriage.

The journey from Galileanin involved riding a horse, leaving Galileanin and causing pain in the skin of the buttocks in one day.I had the waiter apply ointment, and when I went to bed I slept facedown, but the next day when I crossed the saddle, it felt painful and I almost fell down.

So I said "I can't ride a horse" before I left, but when I contacted General Ilham, he told me to ride anything.

It looks more like a general, and I don't have a royal hatchet.Above all, there is no emperor who goes on an expedition on a horse.The skin quickly thickens and it will be fine.The horsemen were sent a letter reprimanding them all for doing so.

When he endured a march of pain and torture, when the march ended and he arrived at the camp, all his buttocks were peeled off.

I slept facedown the same way as on the first day. In the morning of the third day, my underwear was wet with seeped serum and solidified like leaking.

I couldn't wait to ask you to put me in a wagon because I didn't need a wagon, and I was retreated.

Ardil was a very obedient boy.There were few strong desires that I wanted to fulfill even if I troubled someone, and if I told my mother, Midia, that there was pain, most things would leave me, so I didn't suffer just to follow.

When Ardil could cry or scratch his body, the environment was naturally distant.There was no tutor who would severely reprimand me, and martial arts training was arranged so that I wouldn't get hurt.

That's how Ardil grew up in a painless environment.When my mother looked in trouble by saying patience, she endured as much as she could.That's how Ardil was communicating with the world.I was not lazy, but not enthusiastic, just doing my duty.

That's what the world was like to Ardil.It was said that he was a fine crown prince.

So Ardil didn't know how to improve the environment without a device called her mother.

Even though they complained of such severe pain, they didn't improve it, and I only remember the fear in the environment where I told them to continue, and I didn't intend to improve it by controlling the surroundings.I just had to obey.

When I got on the horse with my legs floating, I was able to escape the pain in my buttocks.However, my legs got tired because I was in a mid waist position.With one heart wanting to get away from the pain, I moved my buttocks away from the saddle even when my feet trembled.However, the inner thigh skin immediately became red and now there was a large blister.

On the fourth day, the entire leg had muscle pain with severe pain.

At that time, I was finally able to reach the final battlefield.Ardil felt like a paradise where he had finally arrived.

He was stunned by fatigue and joined the military council, and was lying face to face in the tent all day long.

And there was a war.

Ardil's role in this war was not to be a conductor, but a flag of war.

The flag of war shall be raised on the battlefield, and the national emblem shall be honored.

But you must be magnificent.No army will have its own flag that is torn, dirty, or folded in the middle.

So Ardil should have worn an undamaged uniform, sat on a horse, and looked magnificent.If you do so beside General Ilham, you will look like a general.

But I lost the war.

Then something came down from the sky on the way to defeat.Landing on the ground, a flame suddenly stood in front of the running horse group.

Ardil's surf horse ran in an unexpected direction.Ardil couldn't control it.The lower body was like a mass of severe pain that made me want to lose consciousness, and I could only hold the rope short and stick to the hyena and stick to the horse.

I asked my mother for help, and then God for help, but no one helped me.

While doing so, Ardil was taken prisoner.

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I was prompted to write a letter by gesture, so Ardil wrote to the letter saying that she was safe for the time being and that she wanted to arrange for her return as soon as possible.

Enclosed in a letter with an amulet ring from her mother, Ardil was put through a tent that she thought was for you.There are signs of soldiers surrounding us.

Ardil just stood because she couldn't speak.

During the military council, I sat down because I was told to be grand and painful, but it was actually easier not to sit down.

Without ever sitting in a chair and lying on the bed, a woman appeared with boiling water instead of a bath.

The button is removed and the suit is removed.Her lower body was also removed and her underwear revealed. The woman realized that her underwear was seeping with blood and changed her blood phase.

Immediately a military doctor appeared and was prompted to lie down on the bed with gestures, wiping his buttocks with a clean cloth that was wet on his skin and applying a thick ointment.

Unirritating ointment covered the peeled flesh, and as the pain faded, fatigue gradually prevailed and drowsiness came.

The next day, when I woke up, I was served breakfast in a sleeping position.The military doctor was escorting him all night, applying ointment and changing cloth.

Afterwards, when several men appeared, they lifted the depressed Ardil and moved him to the stretcher by moving him slightly sideways.From the top of the stretcher, he was covered with a large blanket covering his entire body from head to toe, and was transported long distances with care to avoid humiliation.

From the gap in the blanket, I could see through the castle gate.The city of Kurtos, which was the focus of the war, surrendered and I thought I would enter it.

He entered some castle hall and was transported to the reception room as a stretcher.He is put to bed in a decent way.

After applying ointment, the military doctor sat on the sofa alone and looked at us for a while.I can't talk because I can't speak.A little later, I started reading books.

Ardil, who decided to hug the pillow and try to heal, first noticed that the surroundings were quiet.

For the first time in a long time, I felt that the noise in the battlefield was far away and quiet.The experience of the last few days has been as long as it has been in a year.

Ardil embraced the silence as if he had been reunited with his preferred old friend for a long time.

My compatriots' army, who speak their language, did nothing to complain of the pain.

However, these people feel pain even though they don't understand the words, and take care not to laugh at the miserable figure exposing their lower body and not to feel humiliated.

It's ironic. Feeling that way, Ardil fell asleep again.

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Then a while later, when it became clear that the outside of the door was noisy, a person came in.

There were a lot of people outside the door, but it was two men who finally came in.

One is a long-eared Shan who was captured yesterday when he was writing a letter, and one is of the same race as us.From the costume, it must be the Galileans.

The Shan man saw us.

A younger man came over here and turned his cloth and looked at Ardil's ass.Next, he approached Ardil's face, put his hands on his forehead, checked his temperature, then pressed his two fingers hard against his neck, and then he let go for a while.

And he gave the Galileans a word, and began to speak.

"I didn't even introduce myself when I met you yesterday.I am Yuri Howe, Regent of the Kingdom of Siyarta.If you think of me as the general of your enemies, I'm sure you're right. "

The Galileans immediately interpret and speak so that their words can be rewritten into Aan and followed.

He looked the same age as himself, but said he was the enemy's general.

"I am Ardil the Emperor's Prince."

"Yeah, how are you feeling?"

It was an unexpected question. It's the first time a prisoner has been able to communicate via an interpreter, and that's what he wants to hear first.

"Not bad."

"Pain?"

"Not really."

"Do you feel nauseous, drowsy, or cloudy?"

"No"

The customer felt painful but at ease.I don't feel like moving because my muscles hurt badly.

"Well, you know, your country thinks a little bit of skin peeling, but a virus from that kind of wound can be a serious disease.Currently, your body's original resistance is retreating from this virus.However, the difference in time does not necessarily make it worse.Tell me as soon as you get sick. "

"Yes"

"But you're too patient to ride a horse until that happens.Have you endured silence all this time? "

"I don't know. I was told it was my duty to ride a horse, so I kept riding."

"Hmm...."

The man named Yuri stroked his jaw distressingly.

"Taken together, information from other prisoners and messengers, it seems that the great men of your army were planning to beat your roots back in time for this war.Grandpa's general... Ilham was specifically told to deal harshly with your father, the Dragon Emperor.That's a sick story.If humans grow up in abuse and suffering, make them kings of slaves who are whipped and raised.It's completely irrational. "

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Ardil didn't return anything.Since I was in the Dragon Palace, I was often reprimanded for meaning "be a little more masculine", so I was slightly aware of that, but it really seemed like that.

This man, Yuri, seems to have an opinion that it is not a very good policy.Ardil didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Currently, Ardil has qualities that are not worthy of the Dragon Emperor, but if he suffers from the pain of peeling his buttocks, will he gain the qualities that are worthy?A man named Yuri has a different opinion, but Ardil has no idea.It seemed like something inferior.

"Well, you may want to go back to Ashleia, where you were, but you haven't set up a negotiating table yet.I think you'll have to wait a little longer until it's over.By the time the wound is healed, the answer will be given. "

"Yes"

I can't help it. Being a prisoner means that.

"There are no cooks in the Kuruan Dragon Empire, so the food may not suit your taste, but if you don't want to eat it, try your best.If you don't eat meat, the wound won't heal.Now, please take your time. "

That said, a man named Yuri left the room.